The tick

On day 3, while taking my first partial shower and changing clothes for the first time, I realized I had a tick in my left tigh. It was a fat, happy, and plumpy tick, buried halfway inside me. How long had it been there? I dont knkow, but it must have been at least one whole day. Since then, I decided I had to shower or at least change more often.

I tried to pull out the tick with tweezers, but it was so happy and stuck that it didn’t want to leave. It came out in parts, and at the end I couldn’t manage to get its head out. I rubbed some alcohol and left it there.

Later that same day I caught another tick on my tigh, but it had installed itself recently. The tweezers were very efficient in plucking it out.

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